Friday, 9 August 2013

SHE

I don't deserve her,
She is a rising star,
With plans to get far
I'm just the guy at the bar,
With a sick scar
And a weak heart.

She was out of my league
With a heart too big
For a boy too weak,
She worries that I am bleak
But she has strength to speak
And I act meek
For her to, I please
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